Go and Stand in the Corner, You’ll be Staying Behind Tonight

This catchy little phrase was rather popular back in the day. It was code for informing unfortunate miscreants of the gentler sex that they were due for a spanking.

This kind of pompous British post-war rhetoric has always enthralled me (remember we had only just finished rationing and rickets were still commonplace; but so were mini-skirts … lol). Although I must confess that the thrall would have somewhat dimmed if such nonsense had been directed at yours truly which would have given me a serious dose of the pip. However, the male specie was generally treated with much less decorum and it was commonplace for them to be unceremoniously yanked out of their seats and slammed face downwards across their desks so that instant retribution could be dispatched.

Now I suppose there are pro’s and con’s to both approaches. The former is swift and over with quickly, the latter involves a more prolonged process.

The theory was that it spared the young ladies the indignity of having their bottoms smacked in public. However, it was not without its share of ignominy. Being forced to cross the room and take up station facing the wall with your hands on your head is unlikely to be an uplifting or inspiring experience, particularly when you know that everybody else in the room also has access to the secret code and is well aware that you are going to be head down, arse up in the not too distant future.

Sadly the classrooms had curtains that could be drawn across the windows in the doors and besides getting caught unsupervised on the premises after last bell was a caning offense so even the ever-enterprising R Humphries never got to witness any of the action.

We used to mooch about in the local recreation ground after school but it has to be said that gals who had been kept back for a spanking were generally noticeable by their absence. In an environment where corporal punishment was commonplace they probably figured that the incident would have been forgotten by the following morning (not by R Humphries … lol).

Discussion about caning and spanking was not unusual amongst the lads but rarely mentioned by the gals. I have often made reference to my old friend Penny, who was the naughtiest gal in the school. Despite the fact that she was allowed to ‘hang out’ with us lads and even played football on the team (she was a fantastic goalie) she was adamantly closed-lipped about her many trials and tribulations in the disciplinary department. Personally I think this is a crying shame because if anybody was able to offer valuable insights and revelations into the nerve-wracking experience of ‘corner time’ then Pen was definitely the gal.

An opportunity long gone and sadly lost. Bottoms Up! Thanks for stopping by … RH

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